Sixteenth day of the second month.
Azula awoke quite comfortably, the air she inhaled filled with the sweet fragrance of that shampoo Ty Lee used. She remembered falling asleep comforted by her, after their shared declaration of love.
*Looks like I'm going to 'boy' in this relationship,* Azula mused as she saw Ty Lee's brown hair right before her, and felt the acrobat's toned tummy under her fingertips, holding her close.
But then, Azula began to realize something was wrong. Ty Lee had never cut her hair shorter than just above her waist, but the hair she saw now was just barely reaching the shoulders. And Ty Lee's stomach was toned but smooth, and now Azula could feel the hard ridges of muscles on that stomach she was caressing, more like what a man would have.
As her stomach churned in horror, she watched the bedsheets fall away to show a muscled arm, adorned with a tattoo she had tried her best to forget. She pulled herself back from that form, almost falling in bed a